Redpepper needing some support

Thanks for all your support. I will tell all as soon as I can. I'm just so exhausted by it all and trying to gain my strength back.

I'm also waiting to see what the reaction will be. If I don't hear from them in a couple of days I will call and tell them how it went.

If she continues on the path she has been on, then my husband and I will give her an ultimatum and she will have to decide if she wants to be in our lives or not.

If she decides that she can live with the fact that my boy is okay, and not being damaged, then I will request that in order for me to gain some trust back, she tell all those she has told where she is at now with the whole thing. I mostly want her to tell her coworkers, as she works in the same field as Mono and has possibly caused damage to his reputation.
 
That's a sound plan, RP. I will be praying for the best possible outcome. I can only imagine your struggle. I look forward to hearing that it all worked out well. Keep your head up, try to get some rest and remind yourself that it may be a rough road, but it's a beautiful worthy road, as well.
 
PN and I took my boy to the doctor on Tuesday. The doctor asked us what had been going on in our relationship, as he had heard that I had another partner. I told him I did and that he has become a stronghold in our life and family. The doctor asked me if he is living with us, to which I answered no. This seemed to surprise him, as it seems he was lead to believe he did. He asked how my boys bowels and bladder are doing and if he is having accidents in his pants still. I left it up to my boy to answer his questions as much as possible as I thought it better coming from him.

The doctor asked if it would be okay to give him a check up and my boy agreed. He seemed to know that there was something "big" going on and was articulate in his communication (look who raises him!;)), and helpful. He had never heard of Mono being talked about as my other partner, only as a close friend and someone I love. I wondered what he thought of that.

The doctor checked him over and then announced that he could see no signs of there being anything unusual, and apologized for having to follow up. He said that he thought our boy was very healthy emotionally and physically and that he wished he saw families that seemed as well adjusted as ours seems to be. He marveled at how level headed, communicative and rational we all were in light of our unconventional arrangement, and complimented us on the good job we were doing raising our son. We replied that this lifestyle is nothing new to us and that we are very comfortable and happy within it. Our goal is to create an atmosphere of love and support for our boy and each other in whatever form that takes.

He said he thought my mum was very persuasive and dramatic about the whole thing and was concerned that his relationship with her could be tarnished in some way as a result of his not agreeing with her. I told him that she would drop it now and that it was not uncommon for her to be dramatic. We have clashed before in our lives. This was no different than when I came out as a lesbian, or got drunk at a school dance as a teen. She caused just as much drama those times.

After a few days, I talked to my dad on the phone and told him how it went. He reminded me to keep trying to reach out to my mum. I was furious with him. I am so hurt and untrusting of her motivation at this point. I told him that she had a lot of work to do to patch that up between us and that I needed to spend my time recuperating at the moment. He understood and for the first time told me that she has problems and he intends to see that she addresses them.

Later in the evening, I got an email from my mum. She said she was glad that the doctor had given my boy a clean bill of health and that she was doing what "the family" had told her to do and was in therapy. It was said with a an irritated tone, but at Mono's suggestion I chose to ignore it when I wrote back.

I said that I thought that therapy is beneficial to anyone and hoped she got something out of it. I asked her to tell everyone she had consulted about the situation that my boy had got a clean bill of health, especially her coworkers who work in the same job area as Mono does, as his name has been slandered, in our opinion. This was our request, not Mono's, as he seems to be unworried about that point. I managed to muster up that I look forward to spending time with her when she has accepted that I have my own life and will raise my child how I see fit. I told her I don't expect her understanding in that, but do expect her acceptance if she wants to be in our lives more fully. She then wrote back and said she didn't think anything she said would adversely affect him, so not to worry, and that she looks forward to the future too. I wrote back and said, "Here's to the future, then... :) "

So, there is movement. Now I just need to get back on my feet emotionally and I will be as right as rain. The ball is in her court, but I feel as if I can at least be around her and deal with her on a day-to-day level. I am enjoying this new relationship with my dad. We have decided to make a habit of going out for tea and spending time together. He is a wonderful man and interesting to talk to. It's my hope that we can talk about other things than our family life at some point, but we will see...

Thanks for listening and being supportive. I hope that by spending the time typing all this story out it has been helpful to those who read it. That is all I ask. :)
 
I'm glad that the doctor was so level-headed. It's not easy. I know you must be exhausted by the whole thing. But you did it right, you did it well, and you deserve a big pat on the back.

Go to your "hidey hole," as we say up here, lick your wounds, regain your strength and enjoy the love you have from your family.
 
I'm so glad the doctor was open-minded and saw that your son was just fine. *HUGS* Hopefully things will start to get better, and her therapist is just as open-minded and can help her deal.
 
:D I am so unspeakably glad things went well at the doctors' office. And that your mum's decided to go for therapy . . . WOW! :D

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So, just a catch-up from the past month.

It seems that there has been little to no headway, but then I think again that perhaps there has. Especially in me.

I went for a birthday tea today at a proper British tea room. (My ancestry is Welsh. I love a good cup of tea. It makes me happy.) This is perhaps the last vestige of connection I have with my parents, I realized, so I sat and was sad.

They seemed older than I remember them from four months ago, before we came out. They seemed more unable to comprehend, too. They are just unwilling to accept it, it seems, and are unwilling to talk about it.

I gave them the book "Love Without Limits" recently and told them that is the closest thing I knew of to help them. They had read it. Well, my mum skimmed it. But they didn't want to talk about it.

I talked about Mono's job being extended for another two years. and that he was happy with that, because it meant he could make his child-support payments, and could eat, as well. They changed the subject when I got to the end of my story, after talking under their breath to each other the whole time.

They talked at length about their lives and I realized that nothing had changed, not one single thing. There were several indications that my opinion was worth nothing to them, that what I had to say about myself was uninteresting, that what stories I had to tell, except for ones about their grandchild, were boring to them. My mum thinks she is right and I am wrong about a good many things, such as swine flu shots, etc.

What was this all for, then? Really, why did we bother?

The only thing I can think of is that coming out has created space for us, by virtue of the fact that they don't want to be around us because it means that they have to deal with our honesty, openness and our need to set out boundaries clearly and in a timely fashion now that they know we have Mono to think about and are not going to bend to their idea of what we should do that would suit them better.

As it stands now, we will not be seeing them on my birthday, for the first time since they moved here. We will not be spending birthday time with my brother, who has a birthday a couple of days before mine. We will not be spending Christmas with my brother and his girlfriend and them. It's doubtful that I will see them at all over the holidays, except to drop my son off to visit them for a couple of days.

This is huge change for me, as we have always been very close, and as the child of an immigrant family, have spent every moment possible with each other, because we were it. There was no extended family around when I was growing up.

I know that this might sound strange to someone who hasn't got an extended family, or isn't close to theirs. It does to PN, who is surrounded in this city by family he never sees, and by Mono, who thinks being close is a phone call away, as his family live on the opposite coast. But to me, this is huge.

I feel sad and scared. I have put myself out there in my beliefs that creating a chosen family is the best way for me, and now I have to put my money where my mouth is, it seems. There is no other way. I have to live it. Part of me is happy with the outcome, as I look forward to a quiet close family Christmas with my partners, my boy and me. But part of me wonders if I should've sucked it up in order to please my blood family.

In my parenting course we are taking this would be considered a fight for independence, what I have just been through. Could it be possible to still be fighting for independence at 40?! I guess so, as we also learned in our course that when one doesn't get through the stages of independence that should end at 21-23, then we keep fighting for them. Is that what I have been doing all this time? Is that what coming out has done, forced that last stage to finally happen?
 
This might sound corny, but is really IS their loss. But really, not a lot of time has passed since you had the big talk.

It warms my heart to know that you will never put your own son through this kind of BS.

That's all you can do - control your OWN actions.

I know you know this already.

I wish I could wave a magic wand and make everything better right now.
 
Oh, I've given the wrong impression. While I am am sad and adjusting to my new surroundings, so to speak, it is better. Independence is better.

Thanks, though, YGirl. A magic wand would be helpful under these circumstances, for sure, but then the learning wouldn't happen, and that is what makes life worth living, innit? :)
 
Aw... :( I'm sorry things have been rough. I do hope that you are able to grow and move past though.

((hugs))
 
RP, I'm moved by how well-thought out your post is. It sounds like you are really growing again through this new dynamic (of being out to your family). That's not easy, for sure. But it's good, anyway.

I'm proud of you for standing up for what you believe is right for you, AND for caring that it's hard, not only for you and your chosen family, but also for your bio-family. Only they can choose what their next course of action will be. But you have shown that you have fortitude, and a great big heart, and those two things are WONDERFUL!

I do understand exactly what you mean about the loss. I'm very close with my family. They didn't react like yours. If they had, that would've been very hard. GG was also very close to his family and they flat cut him off. So he's lost them completely from his life. Fortunately mine (and Maca's) has pulled him in. He's still going to grieve the loss of his, but he's not going to do it alone.

I hope your family learns, in time, to accept all of you for who you are, as you are.

XO!
 
RP, you are one strong, independent gal! You've got more guts, heart and love than just about any woman I've had the chance to converse with in my 52 years.

You and the rest of us will struggle 'til the day we die to become fully independent from our parents. It is the curse of us children!

Of course, our parents view it quite differently. As my wife and I were throwing around the idea of having kids about 22 years ago, I nonchalantly took a poll of about 100 of my patients during that year. The results? 99% in favor of their having had kids. 99% preferred having had boys. I had two, thank my lucky stars! The real honest, sharpest response I had was from a 78-year old Jewish grandmother, when I asked her to describe what it was like to have kids, her response? "It's eternal!" She reminded me that she worried every day about her children and their children and would, no matter how old they were, 'til the day she died.

You've done everything you can to help your family understand, RP. Unfortunately, some older generations, or more conservative types, can't wrap their heads around many of today's lifestyle choices, not just ours. Some Jewish families can't embrace the new Catholic wife, some ethnic tribes will never recognize anyone who marries outside their clan. You can't live your one and only life to please everyone else at the expense of your own life, love, or happiness. And there are just way too many dysfunctional people out there who have lived long, painful, unhappy lives the old traditional way, and expect us to, too! I'm sorry, but my one life to live is mine, not theirs.

You are a great mother and wife, from what I've read. And lover, too. (Well, I'm taking certain people's word on that!) It certainly hurts to know that our old families may shun or disown us, but remember, you have started your own chain, your new family with your husband, your son and now Mono. At some point all of our older family will be gone anyway and we'll have only our "new" family left around us. Isn't it quite comforting to know that you've laid out such a great foundation for the rest of your life? You have another half life to live, at least. Enjoy it, with the people you love, who have the chance to live it and share it with you. Certainly you will miss your old family members, or your old way of life, surely as you will when they pass on to the big old spaceship in the sky!

I know this can't make it all better for you, but hugs to you and your own new clan.:)
 
Mark and LR, thank you for your kind words. I am actually doing rather well in all this, even if it is a sad realization. It's also rather freeing. :D I have learned how important it is to stand up for what I think is right for me in a quiet, solid kind of way. Hard for me to do at times, as I am passionate, but important. Sometimes it's just best to let time take its course and tie oneself to the mast to get through it all.

Nice to see you are around Mark. It's been awhile. I hope things are well. Drop me a line and tell me your news.
 
OMG. Redpepper, this is so horrible. I can't say how sorry I am. I've been reading all of the old posts, and have not been commenting on them, but I had to say this is more awful than I could imagine. My parents were very loving people, and it seems so horribly wrong that THEY would be the ones doing this to you.

You son is a very fortunate young man. You all have my most profound sympathies.

Rick
 
You are a very courageous woman, RP, and I thank you for sharing this with us. Although I am late in reading this thread, I felt I had to post and offer my support to you, because you have been through some incredible emotional pain, yet still show strength and determination to be true to yourself, the men in your life, and of course, your son. You rock!!
 
Not much has changed with all that is going on. I am staying really quiet lately in light of the polygamy law that is up for debate in Canada. I don't want them finding out about it and using it against me.

I think at this point they are trying to keep their distance and not ask questions. It's sort of a respect for our space thing, which is fine with me.

Yesterday Mono picked me up for our Valentine's date. I stood outside with a bouquet of flowers and my overnight bag. My dad drove by in the car with my son, as he had picked him up for school and took him to their house to watch the opening of the Olympics, eat some supper and have him over night. He pulled over and said nothing. Just opened the car window so I could say hi to my boy and give him a kiss and chat. My dad looked me up and down like I was a street worker waiting for a John. I was jolly enough, because really, what else could I be, and told them to have fun and enjoy the Olympics. He shut the window without a word and drove off. I had, yet again, that feeling of a golf ball stuck in my throat. I have that a lot with them where my son is concerned.

Yeah, not much has changed. It's silent judgement now. I try to tell myself that is better... but really I want it to be okay. I doubt it ever will be.
 
BIG BIG hug.

I hope your date was nice.

I'm sorry you got the cold shoulder. That sucks.

Time can do amazing things, RP. Look at Maca. Who'd have thought we'd EVER be where we are today, considering where we were?

It really hasn't been long in the big scheme.

Give Mono and PN a big hug and kiss for being so good and standing by you through it all.

XOXOXOX
 
*Hugs*
Drag. Sorry, hon. Really. :(

Perhaps someday silent judgment will give way to grudging tolerance, which can grow into hesitant acceptance, which often clears the way for, well, peace. :eek:

I hope you and Mono enjoyed an awesome date night.
 
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